The exquisite discomfort of Donald Cried, Kris Avedisian’s bracing first feature, arises from the incompatibility of former best friends. Peter Latang (Jesse Wakeman) left Warwick, Rhode Island, for college. Donald Treebeck (Avedisian) stayed put, in mind as well as body.
What do you do with a loathsome hero? Noah Pritzker isn’t sure. His aimless first feature (co-written with Ben Tarnoff) is built around slippery teenage manipulator Clark Rayman (Ben Konigsberg), who goes from a little Machiavellian to big-time creepy with no rhyme or reason.
Gay Dillingham’s introductory biography of psychologists-turned-philosophers Timothy Leary and Ram Dass finds its subjects revealing themselves while considering their signature mottos.
Even before the daughter-in-peril storyline turns Cash Only into a lean, mean indie Taken, director Malik Bader and screenwriter Nickola Shreli build a tense action film around a guilt-ridden man stuck in place.
In this sketchy adaptation of Stephen Elliott’s The Adderall Diaries, James Franco portrays the author as fabulist and dilettante. Franco alternates between flighty entitlement and tortured preening as a literary star whose bestsellers detail his abuse, addiction, and institutionalization.